Comments on: mirror mirror

By: Run Around Paris

Run Around Paris — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 20:57:13 +0000

Turning 30 was an eye-opening experience. I’ve always looked in the mirror and seen someone in her 20s. I guess it took me a while to accept that I’m getting older and must look it to those who are ten years younger.

By: Voyager

Voyager — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 16:41:24 +0000

Just don’t use the comb or eat the apple…

By: Pepette

Pepette — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 16:39:28 +0000

Petite, I think we all go through days like this.
Take a deep breath and I’m sure you’ll feel better soon!

I think you look like Nicky Hambleton-Jones (this is menat as a compliment!) who is 35 but looks 25! I don’t suppose you are related, are you? You both look great anyway and I wish I look as good as you in 5 years time when I’m 34!

By: Holly

Holly — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 14:46:19 +0000

I can relate, being closer to forty than thirty now. I was always the baby in the group, and now often a good 9 or more years older. So far so good, I´m still passing for 28!

By: Dave of the Lake

Dave of the Lake — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 13:41:38 +0000

Thanks Sue. I was a paramedic for many years, and came across a few of those patients with the condition you describe…..

By: Julia Buckley

Julia Buckley — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 12:49:21 +0000

I just turned 30 the other week and the feelings you describe are just starting to creep in for me. In some ways though, I’m relieved to be out of the race, if you know what I mean.

By: Susie

Susie — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 12:27:24 +0000

Hi Petite,

may I recommend Chanel Vitalumiere foundation, amazing stuff. Gives your skin a glow that hides late nights and other sins. To get the best effect apply with a foundation brush (news to me a year ago that you can put it on with anything other than a sponge). I splashed out on one from Armani after trying my sisters, I can’t emphasize enough how great you look after using it. If all else fails, ditch the mirror!

Susie

By: nardac

nardac — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 09:56:44 +0000

Hmmm… this reminds me of the time when I said I had never gone through a serious relationship trauma and two weeks later got dumped… so I’m not going to tell you that I’ve never really felt the angoisse of aging… not deeply anyways…. but we all know it’s an inevitability.

anyways, I already yacked it up with meg and rhino but I’m playing a show this Saturday at Point FMR. Do come. Flyer is posted on my site. Promise lots of cute boys since it’s the party of the start of Men’s Fashion Week… whether they’ll be straight is another matter.

By: Sue

Sue — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 09:50:39 +0000

I think “Dave of the Lake” has said it all as far as getting things into perspective is concerned. I work in a hospital and in my job I meet a lot of people with a degenerative condition called ankylosing spondylitis. It’s a cruel disease which affects the spine and in many cases means that the person has trouble lifting their head so that they are forced to walk along looking at the ground. It always amazes me that when they get to where I’m sitting they invariably make what is obviously an effort to lift their head and smile at me.

I often feel very humbled and filled with wonder at the capacity of the human spirit. The last thing I notice is whether they have lines on their faces.

By: Dave of the Lake

Dave of the Lake — Thu, 25 Jan 2007 03:46:48 +0000

I think we all have those insecurities as we get older. I am now in my mid-forties, and as I look at a picture of myself when I was 30, I can now see the subtle changes that are starting to channel their way through my face. This was bugging me a few weeks back, but then a co-worker, when finding out how old I was, exclaimed that she didn’t believe me when I told her my age. I needed to show her my drivers license to prove to her that I was 47. (She thought I was 34 or 35.) The fact that I have no gray in my hair yet is also a comfort.

Then again, when I think back to 10 years ago, when I was in a hospital room, dying and hoping for a liver transplant, 47 isn’t that bad at all…I get to wake up every morning, plant my feet on the floor, stand upright, and am able to breathe. This makes everything just fine…….